of Romeo and Iuliet.
15481187Thy beautie makes me thus e
ffeminate,
15491188And in my temper
softens valors
steele.
15511190Ben: Ah
Romeo Romeo braue
Mercutio is dead,
15521191That gallant
spirit hath a
spir'd the cloudes,
15531192Which too vntimely
scornd the lowly earth.
15541193Rom: This daies black fate,on more daies doth depend
15551194This but begins what other dayes mu
st end.
15571196Ben: Heere comes the furious
Tibalt backe againe.
15581197Rom: A liue in tryumph and
Mercutio slaine?
15591198Away to heauen re
spe
ctiue lenity:
15601199And
fier eyed fury be my condu
ct now.
15611200Now
Tibalt take the villaine backe againe,
15621201Which late thou gau'
st me: for
Mercutios soule,
15631202Is but a little way aboue the cloudes,
15641203And
staies for thine to beare him company.
15651204Or thou, or I, or both
shall follow him.
15701206Ben: Romeo away, thou
see
st that
Tibalt's slaine,
15711207The Citizens approach, away, begone
15781212Watch: Wher's he that
slue
Mercutio, T
ybalt that vil
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